Chapter 42 The Prince’s Thoughts 1

Jiang Lang's technique is very strange. People who are caught have no major side effects except sleepiness. If there is the only side effect, it is that they feel powerless all their lives.

The next morning, under Ge Qing's instruction, the madam came to knock on the door early in the morning.

Jiang Lang, who had been thinking about it all night yesterday, was now drowsy. He shook his head hard before getting up from the bed, stood on the ground, pretending to be a good thing and was disturbed. He said very unhappy: "Here is here! What's the ghost called early in the morning?"

This Jiang Lang is Ge Qing's guest, so the madam dared not offend him. After hearing what Jiang Lang said, the madam dared not be angry and said, "Young Master, I am here to call Zi Yu. Today they made an appointment to go to the temple to burn incense. I am afraid that it will be delayed if I go too late!"

"Mom, I won't go anymore. This man is tired and disbanded!"

Zi Yu, who woke up from the bed, heard the madam say this and quickly answered, and at the same time, a sense of powerlessness came from her whole body, which made her really have no strength to support her to get up from the bed.

After struggling for a while, Zi Yu realized that her whole body was naked. Looking at her, there was indeed trace of someone lying through, but the trace was on the quilt. Moreover, her body told her that although she said she was naked, nothing happened.

Turning his head and looking at Jiang Lang wearing clothes, Zi Yu's heart was full of doubts: What kind of man is this?

Zi Yu has always been confident about her appearance and body. She is one of the most famous red cards in the capital. This is the basic capital. This is the first time that someone has seen her body but is not moved. At the same time, Zi Yu also remembers clearly that after being picked up by him yesterday, she can't remember anything. Moreover, she has never taken off her clothes. There are not many men in this world who can help her take off her clothes but are not moved.

Feeling Zi Yu's gaze, Jiang Lang turned his head slightly and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, take a rest!"

Jiang Lang naturally knew his own tricks and understood the side effects. Seeing that Zi Yu was a weak woman, she couldn't bear it, so she cared about it. As for Zi Yu's identity, Jiang Lang didn't care. No one was willing to do this, whether it was instructed by others or he was willing.

After hearing Jiang Lang's words, Zi Yu's face couldn't help but feel hot, and she whispered: "Yes." Then she retracted her quilt and looked at Jiang Lang with her head tilted, as if she was about to carve Jiang Lang's appearance.

Jiang Lang frowned slightly, and it was a bit awkward to be seen by the girl like this. After tidying up his clothes, he opened the door, but saw Ge Qing and the madam standing outside the door, pretending to be a little surprised: "Brother Ge, you're up early."

Ge Qing smiled badly and said, "You kid is too jealous of the fragrance and jade. We, Miss Ziyu, can't get up today!"

"Oh, I'm being blamed again!"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but sighed slightly in his heart, and said with a hint of embarrassment on his face: "Brother Ge, don't joke!"

Ge Qing laughed, patted Jiang Lang on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, the prince should be waiting for us in the palace now."

"Prince?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but feel a little confused again, and suddenly remembered what Ge Qing said about asking the prince to be the princess to be the bodyguard. When he thought of the troublesome princess, Jiang Lang felt a little numb, but he still nodded and said, "In this way, there will be Brother Laogo!"

Ge Qing laughed and led the way in front. Jiang Lang turned his head slightly, looked at Zi Yu who was lying on the bed, then smiled slightly, and followed Ge Qing downstairs.

Zi Yu and Jiang Lang on the bed were paired with eyes, and their faces flushed and two blusheds flew. After Jiang Lang left, the madam came to Zi Yu, looking at Zi Yu, who was naked and tired, and asked, "What happened last night?"

Although this madam has seen many things, she can't speak even if she asks clearly.

Zi Yu nodded slightly and said, "Isn't it the same as before? What else can I do?" In Zi Yu's heart, I don't know why he wanted to hide the truth.

After hearing this, the madam nodded and felt calculating in her heart.

Following Jiang Chengzhi downstairs, Jiang Lang saw a car waiting at the door. The style of the car was very ordinary, and the driver who drove the car was also a middle-aged man who looked honest.

After getting on the car, the carriage drove towards the prince's mansion.

After a while, Jiang Lang heard a bang sound outside.

Jiang Lang was stunned and turned his head to look at Ge Qing next to him.

Ge Qing smiled slightly and said, "Yesterday, the Ministry of Works sent a few muskets to the prince. Now the prince is practicing guns in the archery field in the backyard!"

"gun?"

Jiang Lang suddenly felt a sense of intimacy about this word, and couldn't help but look at his hand, thinking that this hand was used to hold a gun, but now, in this era, he has to hold a knife.

Hearing the gunshots from the Prince's Mansion, Jiang Lang couldn't help but think: Maybe, I should find a way to build a few guns.

After all, this gun is much more powerful than these swords and arrows now.

With this idea in his mind, Jiang Lang also began to think about what gun he was most likely to build. There is no possibility of rifles like AK, because the constructions inside him were not processed by his hands, and the AK was too big and not very convenient to carry. He wanted to set his target on the revolver. Although the power and range of this pistol were smaller, it was enough to deal with the fights of this kind, and killing was basically based on fists, and killing was basically based on arrows.

Being able to disassemble and assemble various guns skillfully was the most basic subject of Jiang Lang's training at the time, so Jiang Lang was more familiar with himself than himself. If there were tools and materials, it would not be difficult for him to imitate a mass weapon such as AK, but the technological level of this society is not up to date, but the revolver is different. Among the guns, his structure is the simplest and can be fired continuously.

After thinking about what gun he was going to get, Jiang Lang couldn't help but feel distressed, that is, where to build it? After all, this can be regarded as his own secret weapon, so it naturally has to be kept secret.

"Brother Wang, what are you thinking, so trance?"

Ge Qing's voice came from beside him.

Jiang Lang was shocked, turned his head to look, and said, "I didn't think about anything, I just felt a little tired and a little lost."

Ge Qing smiled badly and said, "Zi Yu is indeed a good girl. It is a man who is attracted to you. If you are willing, I will turn around and say to the madam and ask Zi Yu to serve you alone. How about it?"

Jiang Lang's face changed. Zi Yu was obviously Ge Qing's undercover agent. He stayed by his side. Wouldn't that cause trouble for himself? He shook his head and said, "This is not something that can be done by my Wang Dacai? How can I make Brother Ge spend so much money?"

In Ge Qing's eyes, the man in front of him was postponed because he was worried about the money, and said, "Don't worry about the money, the prince's mansion can afford this little money!"

Jiang Lang was speechless, but when he thought of himself as a lustful person in front of others, he could only hold his fists and say, "Brother Xie Ge!"

I couldn't help but blame myself for being too talkative, gentle, heroic, and more importantly, a spy's gentle land.

At this time, the carriage also stopped, and the voice of the coachman came from the front: "Master Ge, the prince's mansion has arrived!"

Ge Qing whispered and said to Jiang Lang: "Let's go, the prince may be anxious to wait!"

Jiang Lang nodded and got off the carriage with Ge Qing, but found that the place where he got off was not the main entrance of the palace, but the side door. He was a little strange but didn't care. It was the same when he entered through any door in his heart.

Jiang Lang had never been to the backyard of the royal palace, so after entering, he found that his eyes lit up. When he entered, he saw pavilions and towers, flowers, and it was a fairyland on earth. It seemed that the prince had put a lot of thought into this garden.

In the pavilion in the garden, Jiang Lang also found Zhu Yuqi, but today's Zhu Yuqi was different from before. Her face was full of worry. She was sitting on a stool and staring at the koi in the pond in a daze, as if she had changed her own person from before. Next to him, a maid was whispering something.

“It looks good too!”

Seeing that Zhu Yuqi and Jianglang couldn't help but have this idea in his heart, but he immediately tried to get rid of his idea and said to himself: If this princess becomes a lady, the sun will definitely come out from the west.

At this moment, Ge Qing's low sigh came from the side: "If the emperor ordered the marriage, it would be really troublesome."

After hearing this, Jiang Lang was shocked and understood what Ge Qing meant. He turned his head to look at Zhu Yuqi again. The originally naughty princess looked lifeless now, and her pretty face looked a little pale, and her heart couldn't help but move: He probably knows who this Wang Zhen is, and the most famous incident was that it directly led to the failure of the Tumu Fort Battle and the capture of the emperor. If according to history, Wang Zhen would undoubtedly die. If the princess married his godson, wouldn't there be any good results in the end?

If Jiang Lang was a little reluctant to watch a girl jump into the fire pit without taking action, he couldn't help but sigh: What can I do? Tell the emperor that Wang Zhen is a bad person?
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